Hey guys, I am so glad it’s Wednesday. Seriously. So I am part of this project called the Traveling Notebook. It’s an awesome idea and the notebook goes from one place to another with no one really knowing each other but taking a page out to write about themselves or whatever.
I knew it was coming but once it got here, I read what the other people had written. “mom, wife, journalist, writer, blogger, student. I was like…. uh…. then after a few emails and tweets and a facebook posting it came really clear what I wanted to do.
I had to look inside and realize this was my chance to be part of something bigger than me, and I wasn’t simply just a list of titles or a quirky funny tag line. So I wrote something original.
The Day I knew.
The day I knew my Grandfather died.
The Day I knew my best friend would always be.
The Day I crumbled to the ground and cried.
The Day I was thankful to be free.
The Day I saw my daughters face.
The Day I fought with all my might.
The Day I saw the true human grace.
The Day I decided it wasn’t worth the fight.
The Day I opened my eyes to see his tears .
The Day I received help when I needed some.
The Day I closed my mouth and opened my ears.
The Day I gave all when I had none.
These are just a few of the days, that formed who I am in so many ways.
There is no way to describe what is me, without a description of everyone I meet,
Because I realized everyone we meet forms who we are, in person and even those away so far.
So to each and every person out there, please know in your heart this is The day I knew.
Dedicated to my Children, Parents, Grandparents, Husband and Friends both near and far.
I love you for making me, Me.
I live where some pretty famous people live, and know some fairly important people that are always ready for a photo op. Instead I opted to grab real people, who I had never met until the very moment I approached them with my camera and the notebook. Total strangers until that moment. Who can now all say they too are part of something bigger. Good luck and happy Travels to the Notebook and all who it visits.
I didn’t know these young ladies but as I exited my local grocery store there they were riding the tiny little carousel that still sits in front of the store. They weren’t covered with make up and dressed provocatively or taking themselves too serious to have fun, to smile to laugh. I loved that and when I approached them with the notebook I found out they including the adult with them were deaf. They had ridden the little carousel when they were children, for a friends birthday they returned to take a memory ride.
There were 26 pictures I included in all. If you want to find out more about The Traveling Notebook or join in the project please go visit. http://www.thetravelingnotebook.com/
On a side note I would like to send a huge thank you to all the people that opened their doors to the Notebook and my camera. I apologize that I had it longer than allowed so I am writing this post from detention.